At this time, at Mrs. Guan's house, everyone hurriedly moved out the funeral supplies that had been prepared long ago.

There has always been this custom in the village. If there is an elderly person in the family, funeral supplies must always be prepared early to avoid being in a hurry and not being able to find something that suits them when the time comes.

Mrs. Guan is 109 years old. Her family prepared it decades ago, but it has never been used.

This coffin was transported all the way from Liuzhou to her by Mrs. Guan’s eldest son, because it is said that the coffins in Liuzhou are of good quality.

As a result, the old lady's eldest son passed away before her, but she was still alive.

Moreover, the old lady ate well and slept well every day. People said she looked like she had a long life. At first, the coffin was placed in the warehouse, but later it was not used and took up too much space, so she used it as a storage cabinet.

It really is a storage cabinet. I don’t know who was the first to open the lid and put things in it, but people kept putting food in it afterwards.

It was left there for more than 20 years.

So when Old Mrs. Guan suddenly passed away, her family members rushed to the warehouse to move the funeral supplies.

The old lady was so old, it was considered a happy funeral. Many people in the village helped, and everyone worked together to quickly take out all the food from the coffin.

Then they discovered that the oil fir wood, which was famous for its hardness, had a hole as big as a bowl eaten away at the bottom.

Just because there was a bucket cover on top, no one noticed that something was wrong below.

Now the coffin that the old lady had prepared was no longer usable. She had no choice but to urgently buy one from another family in the village.

The Guan family is quite popular in the village, so it is not difficult for them to buy some funeral supplies for emergency use, but the quality is definitely not as good as their own.

But in this situation, we can only make do with it.

So Old Lady Guan was placed in a new coffin and placed in the mourning hall.

Taking into account the hot weather, the body would easily rot if left for a long time, so the Feng Shui master they invited suggested keeping the body for a day and burying it directly the next morning.

It just so happens that tomorrow is the third day of the seventh lunar month, which is also a good day for burial.

There were more than a dozen young and strong men in the Guan family. They worked together and soon dug a big hole in the cemetery.

There is a pit large enough to accommodate the large coffin, and we will wait until tomorrow to bury it.

Wei Mian came out of Jiang Yao's house. She looked at the sky and counted with her fingers. She knew that there would be a heavy rain in two hours, so she hurriedly called Jiang Yao to go back to Qingping together.

Last night she and Jiang Yao slept together in the room she lived in before she got married. Wei Mian hardly slept and spent the whole night meditating.

If I don't go home now, it will rain heavily and I won't be able to leave tonight.

Jiang Yao would definitely listen to what Wei Mian said. When Jiang's mother saw that the two were about to leave, she put all the bags and packages into the trunk until there was no more room, and then she watched them leave.

After leaving Qingjiang County, Wei Mian couldn't help but look back. Qingjiang Village was still shrouded in dark clouds.

In contrast, the sky was clear in other places along the way.

"You can call back and ask your grandma to go to Guan's house to take a look. There is a scene she wants to see."

Although Jiang Yao didn't understand why Wei Mian said that, when she thought about how her grandma cried when she mentioned her uncle just now, she suddenly understood something.

It seems that Xinxin's abnormal behavior yesterday was related to Old Lady Guan. What about her uncle? Was it also because of her?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yao's breathing became rapid.

Her uncle died before she was born. It was not until her mother let it slip that she found out that she had an uncle whom she had never met.

According to my mother, my uncle was a particularly good child, so good that even after many years of his death, they still cannot get over the pain.

However, in order to prevent grandma from being sad, my uncle became a taboo topic in the family and no one could mention it easily.

Thinking of Xinxin's strange appearance as if she was possessed by an evil spirit, thinking of the black line in the void, and thinking about the fact that a young person died in the village every five or six years in recent years.

And when she saw the abnormal death of Mrs. Guan this morning, she suddenly had an unlikely guess in her mind.

Are the deaths of those people related to Old Lady Guan?

This thought suddenly came to her mind, and she bit her lip. Since there were only her and Wei Mian in the car, Jiang Yao asked directly.

Wei Mian didn't hide it. "Yes, that old lady should have died forty years ago, but she has lived until now by relying on the lifespans of others. Your uncle, those who died, and Xinxin who looks like she's possessed by a demon, are all sacrifices to prolong her life."

"squeak--"

The harsh sound of brakes was heard, and Jiang Yao's usually smiling face turned completely gloomy.

"Too, to think there is such a thing!"

"Don't other people's lives count? Just for the sake of living a few more years, you're wasting other people's lives!"

She knew many of those who died, including some of her childhood friends. She had previously thought that their deaths were accidents, but she never expected that they were all man-made!

Wei Mian thought of that person's methods and his expression turned cold. If it hadn't fallen into her hands this time, this old lady might have harmed countless people.

I don't know where she got such a sinister method, but it actually harmed nearly ten people.

I don’t even know what that person is doing. Could it be that he is just after the so-called immortality?

Wei Mian felt that it was not that simple.

At this time in Qingjiang Village, there were music and dancing in the Guan family's yard, and two rows of children and grandchildren, dressed in mourning, were kneeling in front of the mourning hall and crying.

Old Mrs. Guan’s coffin was placed in the middle of the yard, with the lid tightly closed but not nailed shut because her descendants would see her for the last time tomorrow.

The old lady's coffin was covered with a large piece of red cloth. It is said that the older the elderly person in the family is when they die, the more people will fight for the red cloth.

Those people would take the red cloth home to make clothes or pillowcases for their own children. On the one hand, it was to ensure the safety and longevity of their children, and on the other hand, the red cloth had the effect of warding off evil spirits.

Just as everyone in the mourning hall was crying loudly, the sky suddenly darkened without warning.

The sun was shining brightly in the morning and the weather forecast said it would be sunny today, but now thick dark clouds are rolling in the sky and it looks like there will be a heavy rain soon.

When the Guan family saw this, they hurriedly took out the tarpaulins they used to cover the grain, and several people worked together to build a simple awning so that even if it rained heavily, people in the yard would have a place to stay.

The Feng Shui master of Qingjiang Village sat next to the mourning hall. He frowned and looked at the dark clouds rolling in the sky. He felt that it was not a good sign.

He looked at the coffin again and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Suddenly, there was a "crackling" sound.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly struck down, splitting the lid of Old Lady Guan's coffin in two with just one strike.

"ah--"

The filial sons and grandsons who were in the mourning hall were so frightened that they trembled all over. Before they could take any remedial measures, the second, third and fourth thunderbolts struck down.

At the same time, heavy rain fell as if someone was standing in the sky and pouring it down.